But at what cost? (closed to cybal)

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But at what cost?​

Name: Adrian Clark
Height: 6 foot
Build: broad, stocky, a former rugby player he still exercised on his bike mostly but middle age spread was gaining momentum on im.
Hair: Dark, partially bald
Eyes: Sea blue
Profession] IT Manager for a University


It was a cold chilly Christmas eve. The unseasonal Cold spell had gripped the country for several days now. The good news was that it was cold, but dry, snow free. And so, despite the early morning severe frosts, traffic for the most part was unaffected as those millions of people who had relatives to visit over the Christmas holiday would be unaffected. But it was cold, shiveringly cold outside.

Adrian shivered as he waited on the doorstep of his friend’s home, Nigel and Claire. He had known them for 25 or more years, even been invited to their wedding and then their daughters, and then their son’s major events in their early lives. In fact, during 2003, they had served together during the Iraq fiasco; as members of the Reserves.

It had become tradition to spend time with them on Christmas eve, together with some of their other mutual friends. This year was no exception. Their hosts for this year was Nigel and Claire, but the door opened, as they were ushered inside and led down the narrow hallway to their dining area, where a buffet was semi laid out. They handed over their contributions, and soon Jane and Adrian were sipping away with their hosts and friends. They mingled, chatting, enjoying the fine wines, the good food and the excellent company. It wasn't long before Gilly came down the stairs, straight from working at a local Stables...

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Name: Gillian (Gilly)
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 100lbs
Build: Slight but toned
Hair: Brunette, often pulled back but when down a bit wavey and to the middle of her back.
Eyes: Green
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"Another holiday party" Gilly thought as she came into the house. She rated to stop riding, and then having to put up with a bunch of her parents friends was almost too much.

Her body was a little sore from the extra work out she had given her mount. Jumping always gave her a thrill and a bit of soreness.

Tonight she was troubled by more than the party, as her laptop was not behaving and she had spent the insurance money on a new pair of riding boots. Shiny and black, she looked awesome in them, but she had a paper due and was not sure what she could do.

She was pleasant enough, saying hello to everyone before excusing herself to shower and dress more appropriately. As she went to the stairs she noticed Mr Clark standing by himself.

"Mr Clark, how are you?" she said with an interested smile. He was not exactly her type being older and a little heavy and balding but he did possess something she could use, in the worst way.

After a brief bit of flirty small talk, where Gilly had absentmindedly unbuttoned her blouse complaining of the stuffiness of the room, Gilly asked him a question.

"You know computers don't you Mr Clark?" she asked leaning towards him. She did not want her parents to overhear, and the effect on Mr Clark would not be wasted as she had noticed him glancing down from her face repeatedly.

"You see I have this problem with my lappy, and," she looked around for her parents "and I did not get the insurance when I bought it, so I need to get it fixed without them knowing, ya know?" Her voice was sweet and nervous like a teenager working a secret deal.

"I can probably do something in trade?" she said innocently. "If you or your wife want to come to the stables I could get you out for free, or something," her voice went quiet nervous for his reaction.

"God I hope he keeps this quiet" she thought to herself looking around again for her mother who seemed to constantly be on the prowl.

 

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Adrian Had just refilled his glass from the dinning room and was looking for Jane when he met Gilly close to the base of the stairs.

"Mr Clark, how are you?"

"Hi Gilly, and pullease call me Adrian... " as he leant into her offered hug.

"All good here thanks." as he puled away, "and how are things with you? Third year must seem like it's passing at full Throttle?"

They chatted about her course, and her looming finals, and the prospect of working for a living; as she subconsciously unfastened her blouse.

"You know computers don't you Mr Clark?"

"I hope so as an IT manager at the local college.. Why what's up?"

Their eyes met briefly, allowing Adrian to realise something was wrong.

"You see I have this problem with my lappy, and," she looked around for her parents "and I did not get the insurance when I bought it, so I need to get it fixed without them knowing, ya know?"

He just nodded......

"Well did you bring it home with you?"

She just nodded.

"I can probably do something in trade?" she said innocently. "If you or your wife want to come to the stables I could get you out for free, or something,"

"You pessimist!" he replied. "Let me see if I can diagnose the problem first and then we can take it from there?"

"Now relax tis Christmas after all, and bring it round after boxing day... Now can I get you a refill Gilly?"

 

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The relieved smile on her face lit up the room as she handed Mr Clark her glass.

"I have to take a shower and get properly dressed for dinner but if you would be a dear and hold it for me," she said handing his the glass. She gave him a smile and let her small hand rest on his arm as she handed him the glass.

"Be right back" she smiled and moved up the steps. Almost at the top she looked back to see Mr Clark following her up the stairs. It took a moment of being paused before he raised his eyes to hers. He smiles for forgiveness and she winked.

"Oh thank god!" she thought as she closed her door and undressed. "There is hope to pass this semester," she sighed as she turned on the shower.

 

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Adrian finished his comfort break and headed back down stairs retrieving the two glasses and promptly headed to the dining area to recharge Gilly's glass.

He placed it safely on the side as he started to converse with her father, completely forgetting her laptop issues for the short term as he spoke to her parents and other guests.

 

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Gilly had a much better time than she expected. She had a few glasses of wine and was very relieved to have a possible solution for her computer issue. As the night wound down she caught Adrian's eye and slipped out to the back garden.

"Hi" she said quietly standing behind a hedge. She carried her laptop and said "would you like to take it now?" Her tone was quiet and nervous.

"Have you given it any thought to how I can repay you?" she said trying to inspire a quick fix. She had her most flirty eyes and body language, really concerned about not passing the class.

"I have a paper in my Documents that I really need. If it is not fixable please save my data." she said looking nervous.

 

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She laid in bed that night nervous, unable to sleep. Her data included some things she could only hope Adrian would not find. The video she made for her ex boyfriend. The video she had made with her ex. The stories she had written about her taboo desires.

Although it was cool that night she was only wearing panties in bed having shed the pajamas she said good night to her parents in. The sheets were cool in places and warm in others and her hands glided over her thin young body bringing the charge of youthful desires.

"IF he finds them will he show my parents?" she thought to herself replaying the strip tease she had recorded for her ex. A strip tease that ended in a full orgasm after masturbating for him. Her fingers pinched her small hard nipples as she pondered it.

"Mom thinks I am a virgin still" she thought as the images of her taking her ex boyfriend deep in her throat them mounting him hard and fast. Her fingers were now down pulling her panties to the side remembering that day. "They will be mortified if they see it was in their bed" she thought as her fingers circled her clit and moist lips.

"He won't read the journal folder where I wrote my darkest, nastiest fantasies" she thought now on the verge of orgasm. Her legs spread under the thick comforter, Her head nestled in her brown hair on the thick pillow. She licked her lips in anticipation as her muscles tightened. Like a dying animal she tensed stiff in the bed, arching her back then relaxing moments later. Only her breathing moving the bed in the darkness of the night.

 

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Sunday 27th December

Adrian say Gilly return 15 minutes or later, having changed into a pair of navy blue leggings and black racerback vest top, over which she wore open what looked like a mans shirt, her hair still damp in a ponytail.

He offered her, her wine glass as he complimented on her quick shower before they parted. He hardly saw her again that evening to speak to, but as the evening started to draw to an end, his host suggested a cigar.

Adrian doesn't smoke, but he joined them outside anyway, for a chat about the days in the desert, before he left. As he turned to follow him, he saw Gilly emerge from another door.

“Would you like to take it now?" Her tone was quiet and nervous.


“ Sure, I can take it now, nd have a look either on Boxing day or the day after?" Jane is away for the morning so will have some self time.”

"Have you given it any thought to how I can repay you?”

“No need, if I can recover your data I will, for a friend….”

He took the laptop and soon headed home as he discussed with his wife on the bus the task in hand.

Christmas day was a blur for Adrian, as he travelled to his Mother in law’s with Jane and spent the day with their family, teasing his niece and nephew, before doing his usual stint in the kitchen, washing up those items that re not dishwasher safe.

The evening was spent around the tree citing and sipping Tonic and Gin before heading to bed.

Boxing day,, the Sunday was quiet as he awoke early, and headed to the kitchen to watch the news and make some tea. Slowly the family emerged, and they had breakfast before they started to go their separate ways.

Jane was meeting friends, and so Adrian dropped her off on their way home, and soon he was in his study, turning her Gilly’s laptop on, enjoying a fresh latte. The laptop, an ageing Dell latitude didn't want to play. It took ages to boot up, an mostly came up with the blue screen of death.

He removed the card drive and connected it to an external drive adapter, and was soon running a disc check. He sipped his latte as he listened to Pink Floyd, looking out of the window seeing the cold winter’s day coming to an end.

The disc check proved inconclusive. There were errors that his software detected, but nothing to explain the lack of a successful boot. He opened another software program with a click of the mouse, and soon, he was copying all the data he could find onto an internal drive. As the data was being copied, he spent time working on Gilly’s laptop, but nothing seemed to work; intact the failure speed seemed to be increasing.

After 45 minutes or so of problem solving he gave up. The laptop was old, and well wasn't worth spending any more time on. IT was as he would say beyond economic repair.

Moments later his Facebook page was loading as he searched for GiIly.

Her page opened up as he clicked on Gilly’s message tag and sent her a PM, even though she was off line.

“Good news and bad news I’m afraid.”


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She was on her way home when she got the message on her phone from Adrian.

"Good news and bad news" was not what she was hoping for.

She hit reply and typed, "ok, give it to me straight " She said trying to be a little flirty. She knew Adrian had better things to be doing than helping her with her hunk of junk lappy.

She decided not to wait and asked "What will it take to get a working lappy?"

She was dejected as she walked home from the bus stop. It would be hard to finish her paper without her laptop. Her parents would freak if she asked to use theirs.

"God I hope Adrian is cool and fixes it, otherwise I am screwed" she thought to herself as she put on a smile and walked into the warm house.

 

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He saw the reply about ten minutes after she typed it.

"Good news is that your Hard drive data is safe, I am retrieving it as we speak. Bad news is that your laptop is beyond economic repair."

Unaware of her real concerns financially, he just pressed return.

 

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Hopefully she looked to her phone when it vibrated.

"Shit" she thought to herself. "What am I going to do?" she thought unable to really conceive of a solution. She reread the text and thought "economic repair"? What was he hinting at? A flood of thoughts ran through her from disgust to excitement. She was a little embarrassed but the idea that Adrian would be hinting at something inappropriate in exchange for fixing the laptop did stroke a cord with her.

She sat and thought how to best approach this.

"Mr Clark, I really, really need a working laptop. Is there anything you can do? Please, I really need it?" She looked at the text and wondered if she was forward enough.

"What am I willing to do for this?" she asked herself. Just then her friend Ann texted her and asked "How's the paper coming?" It was almost a shove in the direction of impropriety. She changed her message.

"Mr Clark, I really, really need a working laptop. Is there anything I can do to help this along?" She looked at the words and was ashamed but she couldn't fail this class and if her parents found out about the boots she was probably never going riding again.

In a moment of desperation she appended "Anything? " trying to be flirty as well as get his mind working into areas she had already gone through and accepted. Well at least some of them.

She clicked send then noticed she was excited physically by this sneaking around, the older man, the whole situation. Her nipples although small were visible through her shirt. She was not really big enough to always need a bra.

"So how far will you go Mr Clark? Or should I call you Adrian?" she smiled to herself.

 

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"Mr Clark, I really, really need a working laptop. Is there anything I can do to help this along?"

Adrian read the text several times. Each time he though there was a subliminal message but wasn't sure how.

But he replied.

"An standard Intel I5 laptop in the sales will be around £400; I3 closer to £300. The time and cost to repair yours - if it is repairable will cost more than that."

He pressed send, and looked around his office. He saw several old laptops that he could probably strip some of the features and so would be suitable for her to use a s a basic word processor...

"I may be able to lend you an old laptop but it would be slow"


He then noticed on his Linux machine had stopped copying the data. He disconnected the old disc and placed it safely in a cupboard with a label just in case he needed to try and retrieve more data.

He then, out of curiosity started to browse the folders and files he had retrieved from the old drive.

 

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"Fuck!" she hissed in the privacy of her bedroom as she read Mr Clark's text.

Suddenly a picture of Ann holding a Apple laptop appeared on her phone with the caption "Santa was good to me."

"Bitch!" Gilly said in frustration more than anger at her friend, although jealousy was not foreign to little Gilly. Her parents were doing ok but never spent the way some parents spent on their kids.

"May be I can sneak downstairs and use my dad's computer when they are asleep?" she thought to herself. Then it hit her, her data. How was she going to get that back? Would Mr Clark look though it? Is he a perv like that? she wondered. Would it excite him and open the door to perhaps Gilly trading a service for a laptop? Gilly was disgusted with herself and turned on all at once.

This was not the first time she had experienced this strange dual sensation. Her older cousin Marjorie had once kissed her and she kissed her back. They made out in the stables after riding one day and she had gotten so hot it was probably a good thing their parents came and stopped them before they went further. Her parents did not see them in the stall but had called to them before their clothes were shed.

"Mr Clark, have you given any thought to how I might be able to work around this financial issue? Is there anything, job or I don't know, anything I can do to make it worth your while to fix? PS my data is safe right?"

She looked at her phone. It was still deniable that she was offering anything illicit. She doubted Mr Clark would even imagine the possibility of her propositioning him for a laptop.

How far would she go? The thought came into her head again and she imagined going down on Mr Clark. Her hand brushed her breast then slid down to her thigh.

"Snap out of it Gillian!" she thought to herself as her obscene imagination was taking her places she knew she should never go.

"What did you get for Christmas?" another text from Anne popped up.

"A mouthful of cum for a new laptop" popped into Gilly's head as she pressed send on her message to Adrian.

 

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"Mr Clark, have you given any thought to how I might be able to work around this financial issue? Is there anything, job or I don't know, anything I can do to make it worth your while to fix? PS my data is safe right?"

"Gilly, your data is safe... I am currently copying it onto an external hard drive for you to borrow... As have already offered, I can lend you an aging laptop if that helps? Otherwise you will need to borrow cash from your parents or credit card to buy a new one I'm afraid."

He pressed send and returned to the list of her directories. Most were relatively small but one caught her attention. It was simply called fun. He expanded that tree and saw various titles, 'funny vids' 'photos' and various other stuff. But one caught his attention, called simple 'Me'

He clicked on it, and saw mostly word documents with a few photos and video clips.

Out of sheer curiosity he clicked on the videos. First one was Gilly taking a facial with the cum covering her glasses, lips and hair. Another was her riding her boyfriend, the sounds of her riding him was obvious together with their grunts and moans.

Another was of a female he had seen a few times at social events as well as on Gilly's face book page, a friend walking around in her riding leggings and boots....

 

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I guess it is better than nothing. She replied, "Thank you Mr Clark. When can I come by and pick it up? Does it look like my old one?"

She began to think of the videos and photos and even some stories on her hard drive. He could blackmail the shit out of me if he gets curious, she thought. She started to get petrified and horny as images of her ex cumming all over her face filled her head.

She never realized how much stuff there was on there. She began to think if anything on there involved anyone he knew? She racked her brain but couldn't remember. It was all just always there and nobody cared. She took a deep breath and hoped he was not curious.

She would get the loaner and the hard drive and copy everything and wipe the hard drive and then give it back. She still needed to get her other machine fixed or find a solution to explain where it had gone. Her mother was nosy and would soon notice the difference.

One problem at a time. "Don't look at my data Mr Clark" she murmured as she chewed her fingernails.

 

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"Thank you Mr Clark. When can I come by and pick it up? Does it look like my old one?"

"Tomorrow? It is another aging Dell Laptop, nothing special but it works. But it won't be as good as a new one."

He returned to the story, of Alyson and her cousin Marjorie. It seemed to him as he read it that some of it was true, that they had ended up kissing , but nothing else had happened. But Gilly was still curious.

He read the story, and by the time he finished it, he was hot and bothered. He saw another directory 'Hannah' Adrian knew who Hannah was, the daughter of Nigel's sister, and Gilly and Hannah were good friends as well as cousins, born a year apart. Hannah was a slender toned dancer, and there were photos ohf Hannah in her dance leotard doing various moves, most some what provocative.

 

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Gilly did not like to talk about it or show it but she was insanely jealous of Ann or any of her friends who had nicer things that she did. She was by no means deprived but the pic of Ann flashing her new Mac lappy ate at her.

"Here I am willing to give an old man a hand job for a used Dell and Ann gets a new Mac for just being such a bitch" Gilly thought to herself. "I wonder what it would take to get one of those? a thousand? How would i ever get that kind of money?" she thought to herself.

"I can come by around 10'ish in the morning before riding, if that works?" Gilly wrote back to Mr Clark.

She laid out her riding pants and a nice red blouse and decided she might as well wear the black leather boots she spent the insurance money on, since she was pretty much screwed anyway. She took a shower and pulled her hair back into a braid and laid down for a good peaceful nights rest. Unfortunately when she got out of the tub she got an email from Ann "Sent from my new mac book air!"

 

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"I can come by around 10'ish in the morning before riding, if that works?"

"Ten is fine I'll have the Espresso machine on for you."

That evening Adrian updated Jane with the story of Gilly's laptop as they sipped wine, and enjoyed a cosy night in. Later on, as he was about to explode deep inside Jane's pussy, he suddenly thought of Gilly as he grunted loudly.

The following morning, Adrain had the laptop prepared, a user account created, all other accounts erased, and the laptop as simplified as possible, and even recreated the directory and files that he had saved from the old hard drive.

Jane and Adrian were in the kitchen when the doorbell rang, Clare dressed up as if she was about to go out, Adrian in his tight running leggings and a loose 1/2 length fleece top, his hairy chest partially exposed.

 

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"Hello everyone" Gilly said happily. She was a little embarrassed and a nervous about the situation. Stepped in wearing her long duster covering her riding outfit.

After saying "hi" and "bye" to Claire Gilly looked at Mr Clark who looked surprisingly good, for an old guy of course, in his outfit. As Jane said "goodbye" on her way to take Claire she smiled knowingly at Gilly.

So alone in the kitchen they stood. Adrian with all Gilly's secrets and Gilly unknowingly possessing what Adrian was so fond of.

"Ya know Mr Clark I saw this Mac Book Air and was wondering how much something like that goes for?" Gilly asked without prompting. As selfish teenagers will, she overlooked the gracious offer Mr Clark had made with the old laptop.

"My friend Ann just got one and it looks really nice" she said with a sweet smile. It was only now that Adrian noticed how low her blouse was unbuttoned. She turned and walked around the kitchen unconsciously giving him a view of her tight khaki riding pants and knee high black leather boots, now that she held her long coat over her arm.

 

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He watched her from the corner of his eye as Clare left, leaving the two alone. He noticed Gilly's riding Fuck Me boots and whilst not quite what he enjoyed, none the less fond them alluring as the tightly hugged the top of her calfs.

He made them a latte each, the kitchen filled with the sound of beans being ground, and the milk being steamed.

Finally their coffees were ready as Adrian offered Gilly hers, now in her blouse and riding trousers, looking as provocative as ever.

"Ya know Mr Clark I saw this Mac Book Air and was wondering how much something like that goes for?" She paused.. "My friend Ann just got one and it looks really nice"

Adrian took her coat and hung it up on a hanger on the back door of the kitchen before he turned and faced her.

"Well they are lovely machines, quick boot up times, endless battery, and just less problematic than PCs.. but if you are struggling buying a PC, then a Mac laptop is out of your range. Even with my educational discount the cheapest is about £800, and the 15 inch Mac Pros are £1500 upwards... "

He paused as he sipped his coffee leaving a layer of froth on his top lip as he licked it clean.

"I was however thinking of offering you an interest free loan if that would help for a £400 or so laptop in the sales and you can pay me back £50 a month for 8 months or so?"

His eyes met hers as he studied her facial expressions. Want to come into the office?

He lead her into the office, the first time she has entered. It as ad hoc, with several desks, a range of PCs and even the 27 inch Mac desk top. Along one wall was book shelves filled with books, and folders. On the top shelves were boxes filled with PC parts. On another wall was a metal cupboard. Where there is wall space, there are various photos of Clare and Adrian some rather erotic, suggestive yet revealing very little, such as Clare sitting on the sofa in that room with her arm across her breasts.

 

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Gilly was invigorated and nervous. Alone with Mr Clark was not scarey, not really. The pictures on the wall were more than she expected and was not sure how to respond to them, so she looked elsewhere.

"Mr Clark I wanted to say thank you for all you have done. It means a lot to me," she started.

"It is also very generous to offer me the loan but I don't know how I would possibly pay you back. I make next to nothing at the stables and school takes almost all my time," she explained not sure why.

"I wish I could model or something like Claire. These are professionally done right?" she asked motioning towards the wall. "I would easily be able to get the Air if I could do something like that. Just stand looking pretty and have someone take your picture," she went on. She was not sure why but Mr Clark seemed attentive.

She noticed he glanced down her blouse and was falling her as she moved around the room, not exactly following her eyes. She knew he was interested in more than helping a down on her luck student out.

"Mr Clark, can I ask you a question?" she said turning to the older man as he sipped his coffee. "Do you look through my data?" her question was like a bomb being dropped and the moments before his answer was it falling...

 

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"Gilly please call me Adrian, how many times do I have to tell you?" he smiled as he lied convincingly as it was pretty much true.

"I've done a virus scan on your data but it was clean pretty much, apart from soem malware lurking. So what ever you are concerned about on there; it is safe."

He walked over to the cupboard and took out her hard drive. "This is your hardrive Gilly, you can take it if you like or keep it here for safe keeping incase I have not got all your data?"

He then sat at his desk as he gestured Alyson to sit down on the ageing leather sofa.


"And thanks for the compliment, I took these photos of Clare... You seem to have forgotten that I used to creep Hannah out with my camera some times when she was younger?""

He met her stare as he deiced whether to put into action the plan in his mind. Certainly Gilly's comments about not being able to afford to pay him back was what he anticipated.

 

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"Did you sell any of the pictures?" Gilly asked as the wheels were turning in her little head. "I wish I was that pretty, I would love to be a model.. They did a shoot out at the stables and the models said they make $300 an hour!" her face lit up.

"Well I only ask about my data because it is personal, ya know?" she said looking a little embarrassed.

 

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"Our photos are for our pleasure Gilly.. But you are pretty. Maybe not in a super model sense, but I am sure you turn heads, experience those slightly unnerving longer looks than society deems acceptable? But anyway if you want to pose for me some day just let me know!""

"And your data is of course private. Hence why I have not looked.... " but his voice changed to something more playful.. "But maybe I should have done with you being soo pedantic about it.....?"

He sipped his coffee as he say in his office chair.

"So what do you want to do regarding your laptop? Borrow mine or reconsider that £400 interest free loan?"

 

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"So I guess you don't need to hire a model?" she said with a cute smile trying to take the edge off.

"I really want the mac book air Adrian" she said as she moved and sat on the edge of the desk letting her boot swing where he could see it, unaware of his thing for boots, black leather boots on sexy young legs.

"Is there anyway you might want to buy me a very luxurious Christmas present and not tell anyone?" she said with a smirk of secrecy. "I will be your best friend," she offered as a joke.